| The turns we took to get here
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| The turns we took to get here
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| The turns we took to get here
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| But the ending is it so near?
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| 'Cause we set out so long ago …
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| I can’t remember how or why we took that road
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| I can’t remember how …
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| Sometimes I wonder about
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| (The turns we took to get here.)
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| And I wander backwards through my mind
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| (The turns we took to get here.)
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| Always that feckless youth,
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| Taking me down roads I never wanted to travel
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| Is that how I got here?
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| But our song is carried on the wind
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| And we chase so hard we fall
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| She sees me down upon my knees
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| And says 'Hey Charlie boy, it’s time to come on home,
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| It’s time to stop pretending.'
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| Somewhere in my house is a piece of paper
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| (The turns we took to get here.)
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| A story that brings us to this place
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| (The turns we took to get here.)
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| And I follow back down that line.
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| ('Cause we set out so long ago …)
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| Always that boy, scared of his own shadow,
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| (The turns we took to get here.)
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| Always that boy,
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| (The turns we took to get here.)
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| Turning me off, turning me on The turns we took to get here
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| The turns we took to get here
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| But the ending is it so near?
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| The turns we took to get here
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| Ohhh …
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| The turns we took to get here |